I know this is a rather strange topic for a Friday, but well, it is a Friday! Nevermind that I have a ton of work to do at the office before 5 p.m. rolls around. But then...ah, the weekend!
Hubby and I were sitting around last night and he asked me, "Why do you keep looking at your feet?"
Since I hadn't really realized that I was looking at my very perfect feet *grin* (I don't have the longer middle toe or anything like that), I thought about it for a minute.
"Well," I replied, "my feet haven't changed. I have gained weight everywhere else in my body - my hands, my legs, my face, my tummy, but my feet have remained the same. A reminder of what I used to look like when I was younger. I can look at my feet and pretend that I'm twenty-one again, with a cute figure (pre-children, of course!) and nothing more important on my brain than where I'm going to go party on the weekend."
Sheesh! Who would have thought that a simple question would turn out to have such a philosophical answer?
It's amazing, though, how we change over time. Our bodies change, our thoughts change, our priorities and even sometimes our values and our morals change.
But some things stay the same.
Like my feet.
*grin*
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ReplyDeleteI have matured though, but still remain a dork! hehe
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ReplyDeleteOkay, you got me looking at my feet. Mine haven't changed either. Weird, huh? I'm still in my mid/late twenties, but my appearance has changed dramatically since then--mostly in the last year. I had curves when I was twenty-one. Now I have cuuurrrves. And not the right kind, either. The Michelin man kind.
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